I am feeling a bit blue. I have a gorgeous 10 week baby. Some friends just visited yesterday. They came out of their way to visit, they live a long way away. They all lead busy high achieving lives. They have just left, and before they headed away we had come back from a walk and were sat in the kitchen. They said 'what are you going to do with the rest of the day?". I mumbled vaguely about taking the baby to the breast feeding clinic to get her weighed and discuss a bout of mastitis i had at the weekend, also my baby is intermittently refusing the left breast. They are all good people. I dont mean to bitch, but I was left with the general impression that they all thought this was a fine way to spend the day- if youre a total loser. I felt there was an atmosphere of pity in the air. Like Im being really flakey and lazy! But really!! None of them have children. They will perhaps understand when they do that getting out of the house at all with a nursing baby is a bit of an achievement. Meanwhile, I know they meant no harm, but it has plummeted me into a sea of self pity/loathing. My DH and I moved away when I got preggers and now live in his hometown. I have done pretty damn well at trying to get to know people, and feel I have a good life here now. I have no definite plans to go back to work, and I feel a bit paranoid that friends think this a bit pathetic.
Please could someone reassure me that this is crazy!! I mean Ive got a tiny baby and a sore boob situation!!! Why do I feel like a loser for not running my own frigging dotcom company from my bed!!!!!